Ceasing to believe caused a permanent scar in the place where one’s faith had been, making it impossible to forget.
But just like believing in God, falling in love is such a sacred feeling that it leaves you with no room for any other passions.
Best not to look back. Best to believe there will be happily ever afters all the way around—andso there may be; who is to say there will not be such endings? Not all boats which sail away into darkness never find the sun again, or the hand of another child; if life teaches anything at all, it teaches that there are so many happy endings that the man who believes there is no God needs his rationality called into serious question.
As a girl, she had come to believe in the ideal man—the prince or knight of her childhood stories. In the real world, however, men like that simply didn’t exist.